Cold Summer Heat

No roses from her loved ones

Not a fruitcake in sight

Another holiday gone with no spontaneous joy

Fluffy decorations and a tear-soaked pillowcase

Is all she received once again



Invisible splinters

dug deep in her veins

Imaginary spikes

shoved into bald eyelids

Poisonous joy she injected in herself

liquified dry ice

to lay her to rest



A suicidal stencil painted on her life

As destiny calls

to tear apart the tangled shingles of her soul

and redo the puzzle

to reveal her own death row

where she waits in her chamber

helpless

anticipating her day for judgement



In a cold summer heat

the Almighty decides

if she's worthy of peace or agony

Her heart wrenching tale of forgotten existence

brings no emotion to the Savior

for she took her own life

and is sentenced eternity

to live

Author's Notes/Comments: 

well...I wrote it for a contest on another website, it didn't win, and I didn't really like it, my first pathetic attempt at contemporary/Francesca Lia Block-styled writing...and I think I did rather good...not in capturing the amazing-ness of Francesca Lia Block or even creating something remotely worthwhile of being called "contemporary"...but I do like this poem...and as you could tell if you read other works such as "Michelangelo" and "Dear Friend", i'm quite fond of the flowery, poetic kind of language seen in this work...yay flowery poem speak!

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